Flowers of the Wild
I like to think of the flowers in the wild. Here they are offering their beauty to all, whether seen or unseen, appreciated or unappreciated. It doesn't matter. They stand in their own splendor and follow the seasons for the sheer sake of it.
If only we could be so sure of our worth, sure enough not to need the compliments of passerbys. If we were more in touch with our God within, we would know the loveliness we have to offer. It isn't so much standing in our own splendor and follow the seasons of life with greater joy and confidence. It's conscious giving to that One who cares, and not caring about all the rest. Hard, I agree. But a worth while pursuit.
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